Abandoned Master's Cultivation

Jiang Wuchen's face was full of shock. "These... Two spells were taught by the monk? Yes, the great sorrow pearl."

Jiang Wuchen reached into his arms and touched the bead. With the help of the light, Jiang Wuchen looked carefully, but saw that there were two spells flashing inside.

One is the great mercy mantra, and the other is the subduing mantra.

"Hiss..." Jiang Wuchen's scalp tightened, collected the beads, and looked down at the two spells drawn on the table, "great mercy spell and subdue the devil spell, what's the use? How to urge it?"

Jiang Wuchen thought that many spells were written in yellow paper and red ink. He looked in the room and really found some yellow paper and red ink for him.

Then he took out the smallest brush and wrote the great mercy mantra on a piece of yellow paper. With the writing, he found that the great mercy mantra was more and more simple.

After writing the first one, he was not satisfied. At present, he wrote another one. He was not satisfied. Then he began to draw and write continuously

This painting is a night and a day.

Until the evening of the next day, when the sun was west, Jiang Wuchen suddenly saw a bright light in his mind, and there was a truth flashing: Dora night, yavrujiti, sabaha!

Doraemon, yavalughi, sabaha

Doraemon, yavalughi, sabaha

Jiang Wuchen could not help reciting the truth. At this moment, all the spells written by him floated on the ground.

Boom, boom

These spells explode one after another, forming a powerful potential!

"My God!" Jiang Wuchen looked at the scene in front of him unbelievably. He wrote at least hundreds of spells that night.

There were hundreds of explosions.

The explosions seemed to have been confined to a certain extent and did not cause damage to the room.

Hundreds of spells exploded and a layer of dust fell on the ground.

With the end of the explosion, Jiang Wuchen suddenly realized that the spirit of yuan in the room was much richer than at first, and even a touch of sacred breath existed.

The monk's compassionate face reappeared in his mind.

It was dark, Jiang Wuchen suddenly stepped on the ground, and the soul power flashed in his mind, "four soul officials of the underworld, come out!"

Boom.

The four soul officials immediately floated out of the ground, and then knelt on the ground, "meet emperor Luofeng!"

Jiang Wuchen gently waved, "get up."

The four soul officials got up with a touch of horror on their face, "here... How can there be a sacred spell smell?"

Jiang Wuchen smiled and looked at Niu Quan holding the soul summoning flag and said, "can you feel the breath on this spell?"

Niu Quan nodded respectfully, "the great emperor has unparalleled supernatural power and even mastered the divine spell."

Jiang Wuchen picked up his brush and painted with iron hook and silver. In less than ten seconds, he drew a great compassion mantra for practicing writing, immediately threw it into the air, and read the truth: "Dora night, yavruji emperor sabaha..."

Boom!

This is a magic spell, which suddenly burst open and even formed four powerful sacred breath, enveloping the four soul officials.

The four soul officers were like great enemies and quickly raised their soul weapons to block them.

This block erupted into four huge explosions, and the four people retreated again and again.

The four soul officials looked frightened and quickly knelt down, "the great emperor atoned..."

Jiang Wuchen smiled, "even you are afraid of this magic spell?"

"These spells have a sacred smell. We come from the underworld and oppose each other. The sacred smell does great harm to us," Niu Quan said.

Jiang Wuchen nodded slightly. "There is an old monk in Nanshan Temple in Qizhou. Do you know his name? Origin?"

The four people looked at each other. Heiquan quickly turned over the soul fixing book in his hand, but he didn't find anything. He couldn't help shaking his head, "that man is not on the soul fixing book."

There is only a list of people who have died in the last ten years.

It doesn't mean anything if it's not in the soul fixing book.

"Can you check it?" asked Jiang Wuchen.

The four soul officials shook their heads.

Niu Quan said, "emperor, if the four of us don't listen to the emperor, there are three rules in the three realms. We have gone beyond the rules by obeying the emperor's call several times.

It's our duty to investigate the affairs of the world. Once it is known by the fairy world, I'm afraid... It's not good. "

Jiang Wuchen said, "are you worried that the monk will hurt you?"

The four soul officials dare not speak.

Jiang Wuchen smiled faintly, "well, forget it this time. Heiquan, do you have the news of my father in your soul determination book?"

Heiquan shook his head, "No."

Niu Quan said, "the great emperor has said this many times. If there is any news about the people around the great emperor, we will report it to the great emperor."

Jiang Wuchen nodded, "OK, you go."

The four soul officials disappeared like a cloud of smoke.

Now there was a knock on the door outside. I'm afraid the repeated explosions here alerted the people inside.

Jiang Wuchen promised, and someone came in outside.

The leader was Wu Yue, followed by seven or eight men in black. Looking at the dust all over the room, they were shocked one by one.

"Jiang Shi... What happened here?" Wu Yue asked in shock.

Jiang Wuchen smiled, "it's nothing. Find someone to clean it. Wu Yue, come with me."

"Yes!"

They went to Jiang Wuchen's practice room together. This is also the place where Jiang Wuchen used to refine pills. A large number of medicinal materials are placed on the medicine rack next to Jiang Wuchen, and Jiang Wuchen's big soul stove is also here.

"Master Jiang, what can I do for you?" Wu Yue was a little restrained in front of Jiang Wuchen.

"Where is the jade smoke?" Jiang Wuchen asked directly.

"Hiss..." Wu Yue took a deep breath and said, "Uncle Zhong asked me about it yesterday. Miss went to Dalong Valley and didn't come back."

"Big dragon valley?" Jiang Wuchen was stunned.

"Where the Feng family is located," Wu Yue said.

"She went home." Jiang Wuchen said.

"Yes." Wu Yue nodded. "At my level, I only belong to the young lady. I have no right to know about family affairs and dare not ask about them."

"Find Feng Yuqiu." Jiang Wuchen said.

"Yes." Wu Yue retreated.

Not long ago, Feng Yuqiu came in from the outside, "master Jiang..."

"Why hasn't Yuyan come back now?" asked Jiang Wuchen.

Feng Yuqiu said, "I don't know about it."

"Can you go back?"

"Yes."

"Take me to find Yuyan," said Jiang Wuchen.

"This..." Feng Yuqiu thought for a moment and said, "master Jiang, please take it easy. My Feng family's Dalong Valley is the most secret place. Outsiders are generally not allowed to enter. I'm not afraid to take master Jiang there. I'm afraid... If there's any problem, I can't afford it. Please give me a few days. I'll go to Dalong Valley to inquire about it."

Jiang Wuchen thought and said, "it's good."

"I'll go now and return in seven days at most."

"OK."

Feng Yuqiu turned and left.

Jiang Wuchen also put down his heart a little. As long as Feng YuYan's life is not in danger, he is not very worried.

After the cleaning of the hall, Jiang Wuchen went back and ordered people to bring good yellow paper, red ink and chicken blood, and then began to draw symbols

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